vices

girl re-emerges from the void and has an old vice she can't quit

Cigarettes. I’ve been trying to quit cigarettes this holiday season. A time where people are meant to find the joys in life and I’m ripping mine from my bare hands. I like to smoke Camel Blues (99s) because they’re just a little longer than the regular kind. I’ve successfully ditched those cancer sticks and swapped it with a carcinogen robot: a Miami Mint Geek Bar. Listen, in my defense, I went to the smoke shop solely for Raw papers (the organic kind, it makes me feel better about myself) and some filters, but I couldn’t help but look over and see the full row of Miami Mint Geek Bars staring at me at the register. When the cashier asked me “Anything else?”, it felt like he was trying to tease me or something. I’m at the point where I can’t resist my temptations, especially when they’re staring right at me. So, I folded and bought it. Now with every hit comes a wave of shame because I told everyone I’d quit. Funnily enough, no one cared to comment when I instinctively hit it mid-conversation. I think it helps my shame that no one bats an eye. Maybe one day I’ll really quit.